Domineering CEO Is My Son

"Kangkang's IQ and EQ are amazing. I suspect he is a genius."

When school was over in the afternoon, among the parents who came to pick up their children, Teacher Xiao Liu left Xia Sheng.

Although Xia Sheng had already said it once by her husband, she was still a little surprised to hear that the teacher in the kindergarten of the child said the same.

Teacher Xiao Liu recounted what happened today.

"There are also very precocious children who can recognize that this is a plush toy." Teacher Xiao Liu recalled the Kangkang child, with the kind of heartwarming feeling remaining in his heart: "He can also recognize it, but he was attacking by other teachers. When this plush toy was with me, he could quickly come out to help me solve the embarrassment. In that scene, he just said that he didn't know how to refute the other teacher."

"This kind of thinking is difficult for ordinary children to have."

Xia Sheng was said by the teacher like this, which is a little unimaginable.

"He grows up, the longest sentence I have ever said is that I don't want to go to kindergarten, other times it adds up to less than 5 sentences." Xia Sheng was a little unimaginable, the baby couldn't stop talking when he was in kindergarten. What it looks like.

"Is that so?" Teacher Xiao Liu was shocked. He originally thought that the other party said that the child seldom talked at home, because he didn't talk much.

"It's okay," Teacher Xiao Liu said, "Don't worry, I will find a way to ask what is going on."

Holding his son, Yue Qin bumped his weight: "It seems to be a little lighter."

Mr. Kang glanced at his big daddy contemptuously. Are you calling you a pig?

"What did you eat at school today? How do you feel thin?"

Mr. Kang didn't speak. He still remembered the joy of the two men who sent him to school in the morning without looking back.

"Why don't you have rice for dinner?" Yue Qin asked.

The child moved his ears, and the contempt in his eyes disappeared. He looked over and seemed to be asking what is stuffed rice?

"You haven't eaten stuffed rice. It's my father's favorite meal when he was a kid."

The child said: "What exactly is it?"

When Xia Sheng came out, Lao Gongyi was telling his son about rice and childhood—

"When my father was a child, the family was poor. Your grandma would use sauces, eggs, peanuts, rice, and vegetable leaves to make rice, and my father could eat five or six in one go."

Mr. Kang said, not only did you have a poor family when you were young, but now your family is also quite poor.

"Your grandma sent us the sauce, so you can make glutinous rice tonight."

Xia Sheng looked at his child, his face was stern, his eyes were clever, and he did look like a clever child.

Xia Sheng didn't quite understand why the child talked so much in school, but barely spoke when facing his parents.

"Mom is out." Yue Qin walked to Xia Sheng holding his son, his eyes motioned to Xia Sheng, what was the teacher looking for?

The two are very unified in raising children, Xia Sheng said: "Teacher Kwa Kangkang is a genius."

Yue Qinle said: "I also think that I didn't test the IQ last time I went to the hospital. After a while, I will go to the hospital to test the IQ."

Xia Sheng nodded.

After hearing the words of the young couple, Mr. Kang said in his heart that he really wanted to win the title of genius child.

After Mr. Kang returned home, he saw a few large jars of sauce on the table, and a glass jar filled with a jar of spicy cabbage.

There is also a schoolbag of George Piglet next to it, which contains a stationery box, oil crayons, a small book, and a drawing manual for kindergarten children.

The day before yesterday, it was confirmed that the baby could go to kindergarten. Naturally, Yueqin told the family the good news. The baby's grandmother went to buy something. When sending the thing, she said she wanted to send something anyway, so she sent sauce to the two adults. And spicy cabbage.

Mr. Kang looked at these unpleasant sauces and felt that he couldn't eat for dinner tonight.

President Kang looked at his father for a long time, but his father couldn't feel what he wanted to say at all.

Yue Qin was still actively working on dinner in the kitchen, and the superb pork belly was slowly grilled until it was charred outside and tender inside.

"I don't eat this." Mr. Kang followed his father and swallowed his saliva. In order to prevent this piece of pork belly from being contaminated by this sauce, he said, "I don't eat stuffed rice."

There are no safety instructions or hygiene instructions for this sauce. Who dares to eat it casually?

Yue Qin chopped up the roasted pork belly, glued a little bit of sauce on the side, and gave his son a piece: "This sauce is made by grandma herself. It's delicious. Try it."

He discovered that his son had a very strange problem, which was not common to ordinary children.

Children generally want to try everything, especially the things that they have not eaten before, and everything has to be stuffed into their mouths.

His son refused before he even tried, and he also refused to go to kindergarten last time.

This time I ate too. I have not tasted it yet, so I refused it in advance.

Ordinary children, if you tell him that stones are delicious, as long as you blow it so hard, they might have to lick them.

His son is a delicious delicacy, as long as he has not eaten it, he must refuse. Is this the pain of genius?

The pork belly is coated with a thin layer of sauce, and the aroma of the pork belly can still be smelled.

He couldn't understand that his previous chefs were all Michelin-level, so why does he think this piece of pork belly is particularly fragrant now?

"Taste it. You tasted this one. If you say it's not delicious, Dad won't make meat wraps tonight, and the sauce won't be used." Yue Qin promised.

Mr. Kang looked at the leftover roasted pork belly. In order to save the leftover meat, he tried it!

President Kang closed his eyes, opened his mouth like torture, and started to eat.

The burnt and meaty aroma of pork belly, wrapped in a very special sauce, instantly captured the taste buds.

Yue Qin looked at his child eating very satisfied, and said, "Dad didn't lie to you, is it really delicious?"

"The little kid still has to try it before he refuses, or how many delicious things would he miss?" the big silly dad said earnestly.

Mr. Kang suddenly felt that his dignity as the boss was a little hurt, and he straightened his face and said firmly: "It's not tasty."

Yue Qin looked at the other party and said that it was not tasty, and was not angry, and said cheerfully: "That father keeps his promise and will not make glutinous rice tonight, and stir-fry pork belly with some salt."

President Kang was dumbfounded: "..." Do you have to keep your promise with a child?

Xia Sheng was originally learning to write music in the room, his son walked in, and the child looked around, like a leader coming to inspect.

Xia Sheng didn't ask him. After a while, the child couldn't hold it anymore. He walked over and said awkwardly: "Dad said he won't eat stuffed rice today."

"Why?" Xia Sheng received a text message from her husband just now, knowing the cause and effect.

"I don't know why, maybe he doesn't want to do it." The child said innocently.

The author has something to say: Yue Qin: Son, you will still sue.